Blogging: not always fun.

Suze and I are kind of sick of this whole blog thing right now. Don't get me wrong; I love to write about style, but with Gawker giving us all sorts of attention and with various email chains spiraling out of control, I'm fed up and fatigued. I've got September to plan, July to ship, August to write....and a few huge well features that requiring TLC. I'm especially saddish and downtrodden by some random Gawker poster who said, "Has anyone read Ashley's blog? Nice girl but wow, she has no business being a style editor. Oh wait- she works for Glamour... now it all makes sense." Truth be told, I take my job REALLY seriously, and these sorts of comments are discouraging. At least they're not courtesy of Boss Lady Maryellen.

Granted, I put a lot of myself out here on the blog -- style victories, mistakes, grey areas -- and that's what Slaves to Fashion is all about. Contrary to popular belief, not all fashion editors look 100% perfect, 100% of the time. In fact, achieving expertise in anything requires some degree of healthy experimentation. Would you hire a virgin as your sex therapist? If you had a sex therapist? You know what I mean.